Chenle P.O.V
"Welcome" a loud voice echoed through my ears. I opened my eyes but a bright light was all over my vision.
'did I die?' I thought to myself
"NO" the loud echo like voice said causing me to jump.
"Uhh, then where am I?" My knees go weak as I am terrified of this loud voice as I have no idea where it's coming from.
I look around trying to find a place to exit, but there was none.
"Where am I?" I said to the white space.
"Where are you?" The echo man laughs but it quickly goes silent.
"You're in the clouds" he says in his overly dramatic deep voice.
"Uhhh you can just say that I died" I nervously laughed.
"Nah man, I can't say that cause you're not dead" this time a much higher pitch and frustrated voice was heard followed by the sound of classy shoes walking down.
3rd person P.O.V
With each sound chenle became more nervous. He had no idea where these sounds were coming from and it drove him nuts!
And then all of a sudden he felt a hand being placed on his shoulder which caused him to go stiff, stop breathing and eyes go wide.
He slowly turns his head expecting a huge black dude to be hovering over him. But instead a tiny pale asian man was what he was greeted with.
"Sup" he bring out his hand from the pocket of his black blazer. "The names mark". He smiles and chenle brought out his hand to shake his.
He politely bows his head, lower for more respect, because- it's the magic man.
The Mark man snapped his fingers and with a snap came a room, full of white.
"Oh won't you sit down?" Mark said as he sat on the stainless white sofa's
They sat, and with another snap of his fingers came some fancy flower like tea cups. And inside those tea cups was- obviously some tea.
"Sugar?" The magic man said. Chenle simply put out his hand and shook his head viciously.
Mark frowned. "M'kay". As chenle was about to take a sip of his nice hot tea a snap was heard and his cup was gone.
But he still brought up his hands to his face thinking the tiny white cup he was holding just seconds ago was still there. He opened his eyes and it was revealed that his tea had vanished.
He quickly put his hands between his thighs and his back straightened up with his lips in a thin line.
Mark was staring at the young boy through all of what he's done with a disgusted like expression plastered on his facial muscles.
"Ye-yeah, you wouldn't like it either way". Mark looked back at the stack of papers that he was holding.
"So uhh" he sipped his tea.
"W-wait, I thought you made th-the tea disappear?" Chenle spoke with a Shakey tone.
Mark spits his tea back to his cup making chenle almost gag.
"Not mine" mark hysterically laughed until his tea tickled the wrong side of his oesophagus. He coughs as and taps the thick stack of papers into a neat pile.
"So chenle" he begins.
'how does he know my name?!' chenle thought.
"Chill dude, I know everyone, and soon you will too" mark put out his hand as a sign of not to worry.
He cleared his throat and begins again.
"We brought you here today because- Ah! Come on man relax you're making me nervous" mark stands up and points at himself. He brushes his hair back and wiped off the drops of sweat that were running down his face.
He sits back down and starts over.
"Okay dude, so like basically you're gonna be the new Cupid"
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A/N:
Ah yes, the start of a new tragedy.
Part of the reason why I went on haiatus 👁️👄👁️
Welcome back! I hope you enjoy.
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